Page 81 of Kissing for Keeps
I laugh. “From my nemesis.”
“I thoughtIwas your nemesis,” he says with a cocky smile.
“I don’t know, Jack. Did you beat me in an election?”
“Not yet.” He nods at the phone. “What does your nemesis want?”
“I don’t know. I can’t look.”
He puts out his hand. “Let me see.”
I stare at him for a second, then take my phone back out and give it to him. This moment can hardly get worse than it already is, and having Jack with me is better than looking at that email on my own.
His eyes scan the email contents, and I watch him for any sign of what it says. His brows go up.
“What?”
“He wants to take you out.”
“What?” I grab the phone. “He’s married.”
He lets me take the phone. “I’m just kidding. But he does want you. For the next part of his campaign.”
I skim the email, my heart pounding. Richard Harrison wantsmeon his campaign? I don’t even know what to do with that information. He’s been a rival for so long, trying to entertain the idea of thinking of him as a boss just doesn’t compute. How would Amy feel about that? It would be a betrayal.
“You going to do it?” Jack asks.
I turn off the screen. “I don’t know. I can’t even think about that right now.”
He nods. “Come on.” He jerks his head toward the couch. “Let’s turn on a movie.”
I look at the soft cushions and remember the last time I watched a movie with Jack. The Chinese chicken fight tested my willpower to levels that would be hazardous in my current state.
“Not a good idea,” I say.
“Why? Because you can’t resist this?” He runs his hands down along his waist and does a little shimmy.
I laugh in spite of myself, keeping quiet. Itiswhy I think it’s a bad idea.
“I promise not to throw myself at you, Sheppard. The distraction could be good.”
I’m more worried about me throwing myself athim.
He smiles like he’s mic’d my thoughts. “I won’t let you come on to me either, okay? I told you I’d wait, and I meant it.”
I meet his gaze, and there’s sincerity there. I trust Jack, which is a revelation all its own. A scary one.
Since I really could use the distraction, I say, “Fine.”
He rubs his hands together. “Excellent. Now, what shall I choose?”
And that’s how I fall asleep watchingGood Burger.
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I don’t rememberat what point in the movie I fell asleep, but when I wake up, I’ve got the blanket from my bed draped over me, and I’m lying over the length of the couch. Jack is nowhere to be seen.
